Addiction

Everytime I leave, I keep running back to you Everytime I leave, I keep running back to you My addiction, ooh-hooh-hooh My addiction, ooh-hooh-hooh (hooh) All I know is money and war I can't dumb down these lyrics (no) Watch what I say when I speak I got others listenin' (shh, shh) Street shit got addictive ('dictive) And the game ain't rigged, it's twisted (twisted) Prison V's, court listin' (ah) Non-fiction, it feels like fiction I can't be bothered Same for dem boy, they can't be honest (no, they can't) Eighteen, I told mummy "sorry" (sorry) Went from college to porridge (ah) I was like the rest, I follow Live for today, didn't care about tomorrow (no) Better person, still tryna give them hollows (Bah, bah) How I'm gonna level up? How? (huh?) Mummy thinks I'm a angel Why I wanna do devil stuff? I guess I'm dumb, matter of fact, I guess I'm numb Skipped music class, but now I wanna step with the drum, I'm mad (angry) Think about Risky G, and I can't sleep, I'm mad (ugh) Angry, tryin' all week Put it on a tee, I'm glad (ugh) Addicted to pain before I was happy, but now, I'm sad (sad) Numb the pain, I just buy new chains and dine uptown, calamari, crab Tell the waiter "cool the sticks, I'll use my knife and fork" (cool) Anyone talk on mine, I gotta slide off corn (slidin') I just wanna meet and greet, birthday, step with the sweet sixteen Earthquake, flipped that, switch on the glee (grr, glee) Set an example, tryin', it's hard to Who's gonna shoot or drive? Can't decide, only time me and bro gonna argue I don't really f*ck with karma Preein' the words they say though (pree it) Soon, give that halo (huh) I mean it, I mean it (I do) Thinkin' when the bro's in jail Hell, I feel, I feel it (uh) Had nine in the clip and I caught a fever, kept on sneezin' I don't want none of this corn Anything I give them, man, gotta keep it (keep it, shh) Feel like an addict, twenty-five bells Fill up the 'matic, a thousand eight Fill up the package, them man talk, I don't feel like rappin' Door out slammin', hope it's tragic, worst case, cabbage Or I ain't happy Criminal damage, they hittin' up walls and chattin' (chattin') If it ain't a corpse, can't tally (no) Gladly, I'll do it with this hand ting, gladly Backseat, upset someone's family Catch three, feel we got a yola factory Thirty-eight, but twenty on a brandy Go A Jewellers, and get it all fractured Go with the sawn-off dot, that's Bambi Got suttin' fresh in the box, all fancy And it's like Box rush, step with the object Take risk and prosper If he's a shooter, I put him on my roster Them man are all actors, they should get a Oscar Bill it, remmish, juice, spill it Trust me, man, bah